Dec. 25, 1942

Dearest Mae:

At the time that I wrote you the last letter I was tired and all dosed up with inoculations and probably didn’t mention what I intended. Well, yesterday I received more injections and since then my left arm has felt like piece of steel. However, the writing arm is O.K. Mae, and since I am to be quarantined until Jan. 4, 1942, lets write back and forth and plan one grand reunion. From the 4^th on I can have weekends to myself, and there is no reason in the world why we can’t just have some grand times together for the next three months. What’s more, I just want to talk to you and love you- because now I feel as though I am mentally free to do whatever I wish. Sincerely wish we could be together today, Xmas, and New Years, but I just can’t leave the post. However, our future now is so much brighter-I am relieved of any of the former feelings-and want you to know that I love you.

Due to certain restrictions I have been advised not to discuss anything relative to the army, so will just state that everything is fine here and I enjoy it very much.

Called up home last Monday night and the folks were surprised to learn where I was. Had an idea that I might end up in the south but this country is O.K.

Mae, please write often! Why not check on train schedules, hotels etc. and then we can go ahead with our weekends. Oh to just be near you and everything that goes with your being close to me. Now I feel like the fellow you used to know and want me to be.

Did you have a nice Xmas? How is your Mom? I intend to put a call there tonight, if possible, to the folks please let me know all the information about yourself and how you have been and all-I want to hear from you and about you. If you see the Jalalsby’s please thank them for the card and tell them I will write. They are sweet. And so are you!

Love and roses

Walt